__________________I have been a silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hour comes
when I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I fly at half-mast to honor my soldiers,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving mother
at the graveside of her fallen son.

Aren't most of us Marines.....I mean come on smart people duck when lead starts to fly. We on the other hand run towards the shooter yelling at em.....that's the mark of a not so smart bunch of people. On second thought it makes perfect sense to do that since most folks would expect that reaction last

No wonder you got banned from the zoo....that and they keep mistaking you for an escaped gorilla

you big ape you.

__________________I have been a silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hour comes
when I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I fly at half-mast to honor my soldiers,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving mother
at the graveside of her fallen son.